hello, nanny Puhi was my nanny, and Nikki was my uncle, we lived around the corner at Whakarae from them, after school or if I wanted to get away from Daddy that's where I would be even go for a feed. Po Nikiniki was mad but he was our mad family member, and we didn't call him a mental person, because we would have got a good kick up the ass, and that's saying it mildly. They were people who went around doing their own business, although nanny did all the hard work. She talked to herself, we as children laughed at the two of them, we would even tease them, but we were kids what did we know, I am a qualified Maori mental health support worker who now has a understanding of barriers that prevent unwell people getting better. I have a lot more respect for mentally challenged people. As a child I was so ashamed to call him my uncle and Puhi my nanny.
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